You’re standing in the shadows next to me
I wish I had the words to set you free
but you’ve got your head in the sand
and your fists in your ears
and you’re putting your faith in
inconsiderate years
I whisper in your ear, Try
All you gotta do is try
All you gotta do is try
All you gotta do is try
You started from the top and you don’t know
how it feels to rise up from below
your sympathy’s spent on your own backyard
you gotta a long way to go but you don’t go that hard
just let down your guard
So now you’re playing for the sympathy
you’re everybody’s favorite refugee
You think it’s your turn to cry, you want empathy
but you gotta pay it first if you’re in the lead
you just really need to
we don’t need believers
just your best fact seekers
don’t feel beleaguered
Try